Xi Minghui immediately snickered very unkindly.

He really sympathizes with Yu Hang now, Yu Hang has been capturing women's hearts since he was born, before going to school, his sisters, aunts and grandmothers like to hug him, and think he looks very cute, after going to elementary school, he is even smaller than those little milk babies who are still running nose, and as big as the aunts who cook at school, all of them have been captured.

When he was a child, there were many girls who were vying to be his little bride.

However, he finally met someone who really didn't take him seriously!

Yu Hang followed him every day, Jiang Xiao was on business every day, and even the desk did not allow him to cross the line casually, and he was even forbidden to touch her.

Now I don't even want to keep him for dinner.

Yu Hang was silent again and looked at Jiang Xiao, "Stingy." ”

"Well, it's that stingy. After reading it, quickly find a way to send it back," Jiang Xiao said: "I can say it first, if this painting is lost, you will compensate according to the price you said." ”

Of course, she put a lot of thought into this painting, so it only took ten days.

Jiang Songhai and Ge Liutao saw that Jiang Xiao didn't seem to have the enthusiasm for Yu Hang as they imagined, and both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked away, leaving the living room to them.

And Yu Hang and Xi Minghui were slowly unfolding the picture scroll.

As soon as the scroll unfolded, they felt a mist blowing in the wind, with a sense of coolness.

The two were stunned for a moment at the same time.

"Where did the mist come from?" Xi Minghui asked stupidly, and at the same time wanted to quickly put the painting away so as not to get wet.

But Yu Hang had already discovered the mystery, and for a moment his heart was shocked, staring at the painting in disbelief.

Jiang Xiao painted green mountains, and between the nearby peaks, there was a waterfall rushing down.

There was a sun shining down, and there seemed to be a mist blowing by the wind, and they were on the opposite side of the painting, at the angle of the wind, so the mist was floating on their faces.

But how can there be such a real feeling?

"Oh my god!" Xi Minghui realized it later, jumped back in fright, and looked up at Jiang Xiao in shock.

Jiang Xiao's face was as usual, as if their reaction was exaggerated.

"This, this, what's going on?" Xi Minghui was so shocked that he stammered.

The scenery of this painting is very beautiful, the mountains and rivers are magnificent, the field of vision is wide, there are far and near, all are beautiful scenery. However, nothing is as amazing as the real feeling of the waterfall in front of you.

The painting was spread out on the sofa, and they stood here watching, and they could faintly hear the sound of the waterfall rushing down 3,000 feet.

Moreover, after two more looks, I even saw a small rainbow formed by the water mist in the sunlight.

There is a feeling of relaxation and well-being.

The more you look at it, the more real it becomes.

Xi Minghui couldn't help himself from reaching out to touch the waterfall, and even before he touched the drawing paper, he felt that he would touch the water in his hand.

But no, what I touched was drawing paper.

"Yuhang Yuhang, you tell me, you feel the same way, don't you!" Xi Minghui couldn't help but scream.

Although he didn't say what it was like, Yu Hang understood.

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak, just nodded vigorously.

"Can you really paint to this level?" Xi Minghui was so excited that his face turned red.

Yu Hang nodded again.

Of course you can, they've seen it with their own eyes now, haven't they?

But how is this done?

Painting?

Can painting make people feel like they're there?

Jiang Xiao's painting level has reached such a level?